Last week, a post popped up on my Facebook page with words that were all too familiar for those of us who have stepped on a sparkly stage. I didn't know Meg before I read her post, but immediately reached out to connect because she voiced another perspective to the journey beyond the crown that my journey isn't able to touch on. I asked Meg if I could share her letter on my blog - when you read it, you'll understand why.

Have you ever walked away from a competition feeling so hot with anger you could spit fire? Mad enough to scorch anyone who dared to look your way? I've certainly been there. For those new to my blog, a brief glimpse into my journey - I competed seven times for the title of Miss Kansas, encountering every possible obstacle and setback. I was top 10 three years in a row, then I didn't place at all, then I was 1st runner up, then I was 3rd runner up and thought I aged out, then I finally won....

Dear Pageant Parents (and really anyone who has contributed to a young woman's journey), First off, let me start by saying, you're doing a great job. You've raised a daughter who has the courage, determination, and grace to step onto a pageant stage, and that in itself is a victory.